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A VIEW REPEATED


The sun eliminates the dew, left after a long night,

covering the earth in warmth and light,

establishing the morning as a wonderous sight.

To be viewed by the early risers, birds, squirrels,

and bees too, all admiring the morning mural.

Retreating fom sight as mid-day is near,

waiting again to view the earth's veneer.

People going to and fro, without awareness of nature's existance

as if all creation was without purpose, and so distant.

Without observation disappears in an instant,

only to reappear and allow another chance at omniscience.

 

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